[Comprehensive] Those years when I was a twenty-five boy

Even the revolving door before my death flashed before my eyes, looking back on my short life, it was full of glory... Ah bah, it was all mediocrity.

Half the time in an orphanage, half in a government agency, and less than a year undercover.I thought of the kid in the orphanage who was missing a front tooth and spoke out, the researcher who developed my supernatural powers, and the chief farmer who brought me into the Supernatural Secret Service.Ango-senpai who would sneak sweets to me, Mr. Hirotsu who treated me like a daughter, the arrogant and stubborn Chuya Nakahara, and that trash boss.Probably because of his checkmate, even Osamu Dazai's appearance and name became more amiable.

I sniffed and suppressed my fear, not daring to cry.My mouth was taped, and if my nose was blocked again, I would really be one step away from death.

Probably in the van, I could feel the wheels bouncing slightly up and down on uneven ground.I couldn't even stretch my legs and feet in the small cage. I didn't know how long I scratched, and my nails seemed to be broken. The hemp rope was still firmly wrapped around my wrist, which made me painful.

I just wanted to go out to buy something, I didn't even bring a pistol/gun, I don't know if Mr. Hirotsu can find out that I'm missing, or I can still be alive and well before they find out.

want to cry.

No, I want to be strong.

Gritting his teeth tightly, tears wet the black cloth covering his eyes, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he was slowly out of breath.I don't know what happened, the car stopped suddenly, and I rolled forward and hit the cage.

I vaguely heard gunshots outside, I held my breath and didn't dare to move, I didn't know if the visitor was an enemy or a friend.

— clang.

The truck door was pulled open from the outside.

Play dead, play dead when you meet a bear.

- staggering.

The sound of the iron lock of the cage falling.

Breathe in, breathe out, and merge yourself with the world.

"Hey! Let me know when you wake up."

Huh?This voice is...? !

The black cloth over the eyes was ripped off, as was the tape over the mouth.

The Chufa boy who was against the light squatted in front of me with one knee. I think the sun was too glaring today, which made me unable to adapt for a while when I just came out of the darkness, and tears fell like a burst embankment.

"Wow——I thought I was going to die. He said he was going to goug, goug out my eyes." As soon as the hemp rope on my hands and feet was untied, I immediately rushed over to hug him and hold him tight The clothes on his chest, wanting to find a sense of security on him, "Wow——"

His body froze for a moment, as if he wanted to push me away, but in the end he just put his palm on the back of my head and said angrily, "Weak and timid, and you cry so much, are you really a mafia? "

No, I'm just a sophomore.

"Wow—" I cried even harder.

"Okay okay, don't cry."

"Wow woo woo woo—"

"If you cry again, I will leave you."

"Woooooo-"

"...Cry, cry."

I cried for a while before I calmed down. I wiped my tears and got up from the other party’s arms. I saw a big piece of wet on the other party’s white T-shirt. I was a little embarrassed, “You change your clothes later, this one Just leave it to me, and I will wash your clothes for you."

"It's not a big deal." He waved his hand and looked at me with raised eyebrows, "Are you still crying?"

"No, no, no." I shook my head hastily, and after I calmed down, I suddenly thought of a question, "How does Lord Zhongyuan know that I'm here?"

"Because of me." A smiling male voice suddenly came from outside. I saw Osamu Dazai in a black coat standing a few steps in front of the truck. into mottled colors.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, and said something I didn't understand, "Didn't you tell her?"

"For the pursuit of truth." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, with a smile that seemed to be asking for credit in his eyes, "We have already dealt with the rich businessman who liked to collect eyeballs before, and he will never be able to poach your eyes from Lina-chan again. .”

In other words, I was used as a bait, and this kidnapping was planned by Osamu Dazai, in order to know the location of the other party.

With a sullen face, I jumped out of the truck, stood in front of Osamu Dazai, looked up at him, "Master Dazai."

"Huh?" He lowered his head and looked at me with a smile.

I kicked his genitals as fast as I could with all my strength, and roared angrily, "Grass mud horse, I tell you, I'm quitting, and you can play around with yourself in the future!"

This kick exhausted all my courage in the past 14 years. After kicking, I vented and ran quickly. However, I couldn’t run away from the guy in sunglasses with a gun. A group of people pointed guns at me, blocking all my paths, and I had to No and walked back silently.

"It's really rare to see you get tough, but it really hurts, and I almost thought I was useless." Osamu Dazai smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his whole face was still slightly distorted, "Just now After letting you vent, you can't be so willful in the future."

"After all, if there is any damage to me, you will always be the one who suffers."

Grass mud horse!What do you think you are!Will dad be afraid of you!

I looked at him viciously, "Oh, I'm telling you, my Hua Qili's head is bleeding but I can't lose my ambition... I know."

"Put down the gun, Lina-chan is your boss." Osamu Dazai smiled happily and waved his hand, signaling a group of people behind him to put down the gun. "That's the way to be obedient, Lina sauce has always been a good and well-behaved boy." He patted my head.

Rei Hanazaki, you coward!

I spurned myself inwardly.

This is a suburb far away from the urban area, and I refused to ride in the same car as Osamu Dazai, holding on to Nakahara Chuya's locomotive.

"Well, because it's Lina-chan, I always get preferential treatment." Osamu Dazai curled his mouth and tilted his head to look at Nakahara Chuya, "Chu also help me take care of my Lina-chan."

"Huh? Why should I..." He seemed to turn his head and glanced at me, and finally pressed his top hat irritably, "I see, hurry up and get in the car."

This guy can fly a locomotive, I've seen it before.However, I am really not in the mood to complain now, I grabbed his clothes and let the wind blow my hair up.

"Hey! You..." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head when he was waiting for the traffic light, paused when he saw me, and said helplessly, "Didn't you say you don't want to cry?"

I stretched out my hand to wipe away the tears on my face, and choked up, "I didn't cry, it's because I got sand in my eyes. It's all your fault who told Mr. Zhongyuan to drive so fast."

"Compared to Dazai, you are too arrogant in front of me." He said angrily, "If you are not angry, just beat him up, but your kick is really satisfying."

"I can't beat him, and he will definitely wear small shoes for me." I sobbed, feeling that I was really miserable, and if I continued to work, sooner or later I would be perverted.Wow—why is my life so miserable, why did I fail so badly, can I really live?I felt sad for a while, and I couldn't help crying even louder.

"..." He viciously wiped away the tears on my face. The leather gloves were slightly cool and not rough. "You can't beat Dazai even if he is so weak. Go back and train hard, just step on him and get revenge."

"Hold on tight." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head and turned the handlebar, "Don't fall."

The locomotive flew up, and I subconsciously hugged the other person's waist.

"Really fine." I murmured.

"Hit you." Nakahara Chuya in front immediately replied.

... Can you hear this? !

Mr. Hirotsu probably received the news. When we arrived, he was already waiting downstairs in the dormitory. "Master Zhongyuan, please take care of this child." He beckoned me to go over, "Leave the rest to me."

"Ah." The boy Chu Fa was still sitting on the heavy locomotive, and he nodded casually, "It's nothing, then I'll go first."

I followed behind Mr. Hirotsu with my head down, he suddenly stopped, sighed and touched my head, "In short, let's help you with the medicine now."

I didn't feel any pain just now, but now when I take the medicine, it's so painful that tears are about to fall.His wrist was red and swollen, and half of the nail on his right middle finger was broken.Sniffing, I gritted my teeth and held back.

"Cry if you want to cry." Mr. Hirotsu said while wrapping the bandage.

"I can't help crying." I choked out a sob.

"Cry." He whispered, and then I really cried, and cried on his lap for a long time, so long that I fell asleep without knowing it.

I was put on another month's leave. If I don't want to move, let me grow mushrooms on the bed.On the rainy day, I wore a long cardigan, held an umbrella, and met my government contact person on the coast of Fujisawa City, and told him all the recent information about the Mafia.

The connector person left first, and I looked at the tumbling sea, feeling a little sad for no reason.

I want to write poetry, but I can't.

Behind me were students in twos and threes. I turned my head to look at them, wearing dark suits and uniforms, with youthful smiles on their faces.

I used to be so happy, until I followed the pervert Osamu Dazai.Touching the bandage on my wrist, I felt the pain of Osamu Dazai in my heart, and I barely felt better.

"Eh? Isn't this Miss Sister?" A voice suddenly came from behind, but I ignored it. It must not be calling me anyway.When I realized that someone was approaching quickly, I subconsciously turned to the side, grabbed the wrist of the visitor and threw him out.

"Nioh!!!" Several boys ran over and helped him up.

Facing a group of teenagers who were looking at them in various ways, I frowned and stared at the silver-haired boy, who also stared at me in a dazed way. After a while, I realized, "Aren't you the one from the summer festival?" ?”

"I didn't expect Miss Sister to give me a big gift after such a long time." The silver-haired boy curled his lips.

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Hei Shizai is really bad.

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